Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Djibouti and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Interpol to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Althea and Donna,
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
The Moody Blues,
Alison Limerick,
the Soft Cell,
Sugar Minott,
Absolute Body Control,
Aural Exciters,
Tom Boy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chrome,
Panda Bear,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Neu!,
The Blackbyrds,
Ten City,
Popol Vuh,
MDC,
the Swans,
Mo-Dettes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mars,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Hood,
The Fuzztones,
UT,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Buzzcocks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nas,
The Count Five,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
The Last Poets,
X-101,
Suburban Knight,
Wings,
Rod Modell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David Axelrod,
Nils Olav,
Gang Green,
R.M.O.,
John Foxx,
Duran Duran,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.